Companion To Paris
Go home to Mother's house

As a result they arrived at the gate of the Parisian parents' house quickly. The girl's hand reached out to open the car door, with a sigh that Fikar could hear.

"thank you. Tell Biema I'll be home ...." Paris stopped his words. "no need. No need to say Biema." Paris moved all five fingers. He forgot that Biema didn't want to show up.

"Let's call me if you want to go home" Fikar said.

"Yes." Yeah."

The appearance of Paris in this house is greeted with the excitement of Arash who is happy to see his aunty appear. Mama is also very happy with her daughter who appears suddenly.

"You visited mom?" ask Mother moved.

"certain. I have to visit my mother once." Paris lied. He came here because he did not want to be in the apartment alone.

"Biema's been told? You've permission?" ask your mother always remember about it.

"Yes. Biema knows." Biema does know indirectly. Because Fikar won't keep his mouth shut about his departure visiting his parents' house.

"Wahh .. glad you showed up all of a sudden," said Asha looking so happy to see her sister-in-law. Paris' lips smiled faintly. Asha's eyebrows go up. Looks like he found something strange with the look on Paris's face.

"I want to eat. Hungry" said Paris.

"Yes, he's already in the kitchen. There's Sumi's bik." Mrs Wardah told Paris to go back. He was busy with his grandchildren in his arms.

"Mother doesn't want me?" whining Paris. Asha. Paris looked strange with that whimper.

"Th ... Mommy is busy with Arash, nih," declined mistress Wardah who cares more about her granddaughter. It's a natural thing. Everywhere Grandma cares more about her grandchildren.

"Let me take him, Bun." Asha took the initiative.

"Yes. Together he. Know this kid why spoiled. The tumbens are so." Mrs Wardah shakes her head in wonder. Asha smiled, then guided Paris who seemed to not know the direction to the kitchen.

Bik Sumi who was there, was surprised by the appearance of her young lady.

"Okay, miss Paris. When's coming?"

"March, bik. I hungry. I want to eat" Paris said directly.

"Huh? Aye, yes. I'll get it." Bik Sumi was surprised. Just appeared Paris directly to ask for food. It definitely made Bik Sumi shocked. Since Sumi's biker work in the kitchen was done, after preparing a meal for Paris, she headed to the back. Leaving Paris with Asha.

Eating Paris seems to be very good.

"You came back here to finish the food supply of this house, huh?" ask Asha see***** dine Paris mount. The girl was grinning at the question of her sister-in-law. "It is also good if you eat a lot. Although the heart and mind are not calm, the body remains strong healthy because it eats a lot" Asha said.

Paris. "Sir Asha knows best about my heart" Paris said.

"Right, you're upset?" Asha. Paris nodded.What else? I think it's okay there. Because you no longer appear here suddenly_ until today."

"You still don't accept that Biema's matchmaking? About him marrying you for wanting to shift his feelings to his childhood friend." This time Paris just nodded. Because his mouth was full of food. Asha was silent while watching this girl chew food. He was waiting for Paris's answer.

After finishing chewing and swallowing the food in his mouth, Paris looked up. She shifted her eyes to Asha after just focusing on the plate in front of her.

"No. I don't give a shit about. No longer care."

"Wow great," praised Asha while giving a thumbs up. Though he knew that this girl had time to sulk because she knew the truth Biema who married her. That's just escape. "Then now?" asha pursued an answer.

"This time I don't know for sure, brother. What really makes me this way. I suddenly felt sad."

"What?" Paris is not open yet. He's still rambling about telling it.

"Biema. She ..." Paris took a heavy breath. Then throw it away slowly. Something made him tight in the chest. Lips thinning. It seems Paris is holding back the crying. Asha surprised. Asha quickly got up and headed for the kitchen table. Drinking water for Paris.

"Drink. Drink first." Asha handed the glass filled with water to Paris. The girl received a glass and drank it. After finishing the water half a glass, the girl placed the glass on the table. Asha watched Paris who seemed to have calmed down. He realized that the girl was going to cry. "It's quiet?" ask Asha worriedly. Paris nodded. "You can tell me when you're calm."

Hhc ... Paris took a breath. Asha waited patiently. It doesn't seem easy for Paris to tell stories.

"Today, Biema didn't drop me off or pick me up at school. He sent Fikar_ his assistant, who did that." Paris paused his sentence. "I don't know the mana side, but I'm sad about it." Paris widened her bead eyes as if it was strange.

"Because he usually does that" Asha's chimpanzee helps.

"Yes." Yeah." Paris agreed with his sister-in-law. "When Sandra asked where Biema_Fikar was answering, she was busy. Hearing that I felt sedikiiiiit .. ignored," Paris asserted in annoyance.

Asha stared at the old Paris who was now continuing to eat it. Trying to read the situation that was going on from the story told by the girl who was still in uniform.

"However ... although it's not unusual _ about this shuttle, are not you too hyperbole if sad because of it ... " Asha felt something unnatural. He tried to discuss an important point of their conversation. Paris who chews food is now looking up. Staring at Asha with her gnashing eyes. "Especially feel ignored," added Asha with a soft tone of speech.

"Nwg ...." Paris buzzing.

"It's just a matter of not being picked up by the school, right? Not that I meant to underestimate the problems you face, but this is you ... Parisian. Does that little problem make you sad?" continue Asha.

"Mmmm ...." Paris murmuring. Digesting the sentence sister-in-law.

"... or have I not listened to the story completely?" asha Fishing. He knew this girl was still half-and-half when he told her.

"On that ..." Paris was doubtful.

"We used to tell stories, didn't we?" Paris needs to be on the fishing line gently, attentively and patiently. "What's wrong with you two? It's not just about not getting picked up, is it?" shoot Asha directly.

"Hhh ... Yep. It's not just about the shuttle." Paris finished his last bribe. Asha looked at the already clean plate. The girl sipped a drink from the glass that was parallel to the plate. "Let me bring myself to the sink," Paris refused as Asha was about to take the dishes. Then the girl went to the sink with dirty dishes and glasses.

Asha who saw Paris lunglai since then, did not have the heart. Especially trying to look okay when not. Paris is so rare. You could even say there is no. If there is something unpleasant in the heart, he will be angry. Not even keep it and act nothing. It's Asha's nature. Not Paris. So Asha knows how sick trying to be okay when actually our heart hurts.